The corridor outside the monitoring room.

Through the transparent glass windowsill, Fang Xiaoran looked at Fang Baoer, who was lying on the operating table inside. She clenched Xiao Huange's wrists, lost all her strength in her legs, nailed her feet in place and didn't move.

In just a few days, her baby daughter lost a big circle, her little face was too white to be white, and her little hand anxiously grabbed a corner of the white sheet, tightly, as if only in this way can she be at ease.

His mouth seemed to be murmuring, "Mommy, Mommy!"

"Baby, I'm sorry, Mommy is late. Mommy has made you suffer!"

Fang Xiaoran burst into tears in an instant. She felt that as a mother, she was not qualified enough. Her daughter was not only tortured by disease at a young age, but also forced to kidnap to the Golden Triangle thousands of miles away, suffering from vagrancy and fear that ordinary children had never had before.

The strength of her men is getting stronger and stronger. Xiao Huan's wrist hurts badly, but she tolerates it, looks at Fang Xiaoran and smiles. "Ranran, let's send bao'er out first while those people are supported now."

Fang Baoer had several bodyguards guarding the door, but Xiao Huange called Xiao Wei and the bodyguards were immediately removed.

Xiao Huange doesn't know why Xiao Jingyi holds Fang Baoer, but as the godmother who loves the little guy, she must help Fang Xiaoran take Bao away.

No matter what has happened, the contradiction and hatred between men can't involve children. This is the bottom line of life.

Fang Xiaoran looked back and gave Xiao Huange a smile, "OK, thank you, Huange."

She knew that if her daughter could come back safe and sound, Xiao Huange's desperate rescue would be indispensable. She would keep this great affection in her heart and never forget it.

With a trembling breath, Fang Xiaoran didn't delay any more. She quickly turned over Fang bao'er's loose sick suit and checked it again. She found that there were only some scratches on the back side of her knee, and there were no abnormalities in other places. It looked good. She shouldn't have suffered any painful abrasion.

Touching her daughter's increasingly thin arm, her eyes were red. She couldn't help but bow her head and kiss Fang bao'er's white and tender forehead, and whispered, "bao'er, Mommy will take you home now."

With that, she stretched her arms, held Fang bao'er's arms in one hand and Fang bao'er's two legs in the other hand, gently hugged the person from the operating table and walked out quickly.

Over there, Xiao Huange has removed all kinds of instruments and tubes inserted into the little guy, leaving the oxygen mask in the little guy's nostrils and closely following Fang Xiaoran to keep the most appropriate distance.

Fang Xiaoran thinks that after her daughter wakes up, in order not to affect her psychological growth, she may need to find a psychologist for her daughter.

The hospital in the town is only four stories high. There is no elevator installed. There are only simple cement stairs for people to walk.

The emergency room is on the third floor. She walks downstairs with Fang Baoer in her arms. Although Fang Xiaoran has some difficulties, she can still hold her teeth.

In order to facilitate walking, she didn't wear high heels today. She wore a pair of light white shoes and walked silently.

Xiao Huange, too, is wearing a pair of flat shoes that Xiao Jingyi told Xiao Wei to buy for her at the town market. They are very old-fashioned. There is also a red peony flower printed on the vamp, which is very old-fashioned and touching.

Two people walked very slowly, very light, and did not make any movement. Then, they heard steady footsteps coming down from the fourth floor above. Then, a man's cold voice sounded, "after checking for so long, there was no trace of Fang Yanrong, a group of waste!"

The sound, vicious and icy, was like a poisonous snake hissing at the tip of its tongue and preparing to move. It was chilling to hear it.

Fang Xiaoran's face immediately turned pale, turned around and wriggled the pale lips, nervously spitting out a sentence to Xiao Huange, "it's Xiao Jingyi, what should I do?"

"You leave first. Don't worry. I'm here."

Xiao Huange looked at Fang Baoer, who was unconscious in Fang Xiaoran's arms. He didn't say anything more. He just smiled silently towards Fang Xiaoran, quickly stuffed the oxygen mask and other things into each other's hands, turned and stepped on the stairs to go up.

Fang Xiaoran soon realized that Xiao Huange was going to use herself as a bait to hold Xiao Jingyi down and delay her getting out of the hospital.

At that moment, tears filled my eyes.

Fang Xiaoran silently said "thank you" to Xiao Huange's back, hugged her daughter, and went down without looking back.

She doesn't know much about the emotional entanglement between Xiao Huange and Xiao Jingyi, but she also knows a lot.

However, Xiao Jingyi can travel all the way from Tongcheng to this remote town for Xiao Huange. It is certain that he may be extremely indifferent to her, but at least he won't hurt her.

On this thought, Fang Xiaoran put down her heart a little, accelerated her pace, walked faster and faster, and rushed out of the hospital.

Xiao Jingyi just cut off the call, heard the sound of hurried footsteps at the entrance of the stairs, narrowed her eyes, and a murderous look appeared on her cold face, "who?"

Xiao Huange stepped forward. Tingting ruxinhe stood only two steps away from him. Because the scars on his whole body had not been healed, he was involved in pain during walking. A thin layer of sweat poured out of his soft white face, raised his head and smiled warmly at him, "it's me!"

She looked at him, her eyes clear and transparent, without a trace of sadness, as if her body had never been hurt by any pain, bright as fire.

That smile, like the sunshine at twelve o'clock at noon, is too bright and gorgeous, just as beautiful as that year.

Xiao Jingyi can't describe what kind of feeling it is. It seems that there are happy flowers in the heart of his dark swamp, warm, very warm, extreme warmth.

Xiao Jingyi went down and reached out to help her brush the messy long curly hair in front of her forehead, but she didn't know what to think of. Her pupils suddenly shrunk and stared at her. She looked indifferent without a smile. "Your body hasn't recovered yet. Just call me if you want."

"Can I really find you by calling? Xiao Jingyi, now, don't lie to me, will you?"

Xiao Huange noticed the arm he took back. His heart was dull and painful. He tilted his head to cover the sadness and loneliness at the bottom of his eyes. His breathing became colder and colder, but the smile at the corners of his mouth was still brilliant, "I've been pestering you since I was four years old. You didn't promise to be my boyfriend, but you didn't push me away. I thought that as long as I worked hard, I would have a chance to get your heart."

She took a breath and smiled, "but all this has completely changed since the night of my 18th birthday party! No matter how many times I called you and sent you messages, you never replied to me and refused to listen to me.

For so many years, as long as I hear where you appear, I will go to encircle, but your ability and IQ are too high. I have never succeeded, and I can't even see your side. Then I thought, since I am good, you don't see me, so, am I bad, you will suddenly appear in front of me to discipline me?

So, I smoke, drink, get drunk, fight in groups, flirt with different men... You do discipline me, but you always let Xiao Wei deal with the mess I left, and you have never shown up. "

"Xiao Jingyi, since you never love me, why don't you resolutely refuse me when I am ignorant and will know how to love?"

Xiao Huange fell back, leaned against the snow-white wall, slowly slipped down, closed her tearful eyes, and the smile on her face was still as bright as the scorching sun.

Xiao Jingyi stared at her from a cold face, "Huanhuan, I always treat you as my sister."

Xiao Huange looked up and his eyes were as red as the rosy clouds in the sky. They were amazing, "go to niemei's sister! Xiao Jingyi, you are not my uncle's biological son. I have no blood relationship with you. I'm not your sister. I just want to sleep with you!"

"But I don't want to sleep with you."

The man smiled and smoked on his back, one mouthful after another. The bright yellow sun outside the window made his facial features more angular, but most of his face was hidden in the shadow, so he couldn't see any emotion.

At that moment, Xiao Huange was so sad that she wanted to cry, but she stood up stubbornly on the floor and smiled slowly. "OK, you don't want to sleep with me, then I'll go."

With that, he turned away without looking back, stepping on the concrete steps, step by step silently.

Xiao Jingyi stared at her soft back. The cigarette butt was about to burn to her fingertips, and she didn't notice it. The smell of cold pity was even stronger.

Suddenly, she felt something. She went to the window and looked down. She suddenly found that Fang Xiaoran was holding Fang Baoer and sitting in a black Maybach car. She left quickly. Just then she realized Xiao Huange's real intention to find him regardless of her weakness. At the bottom of her light amber eyes, she suddenly burst into a cruel smile.

I see. I see!

Xiao Jingyi felt that the heart in her chest, which was wildly throbbed by Xiao Huange's words, was frozen and numb again.

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